First Breath of October

[bi_otic]

Who: First Breath crew and visitors!
Broadcast: If desired
Action: SS First Breath
When: Month of October

[As the fleet leaves the Eyuzi system behind and drifts into increasingly deserted space, it's become obvious that two members of the fleet - Furiosa and Kaidan - never returned from their missions.

But, as Lyuku begins to heal so is the crew of the First Breath, and soon the two will return.

Otherwise...idk, spooky stuff.]

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[kill_switch]

A moment longer, a gentle squeeze, and then she leans back and settles herself on the navigator's console. Standing is rough right now. "I'll try to keep that in mind."

Not too serious, as she hopes she doesn't have to repeat this experience ever again. "You seemed to fare alright without me - ship's still in one piece. I think you're better at this than you claim."

[tallasaking]

He looks up at her, and promptly gets out of her seat, gesturing for her to sit down someplace properly. He did not just come back from the dead, after all.

A faint snort. "Oh, you missed earlier this week, when I was faintly .... insane with grief."

[kill_switch]

Furiosa will move to sit in the vacated captain's chair with an appreciative smile. She's not up to the task but it is more comfortable than the console. There's a sigh as she sags into it, grateful to be off her feet and yet hating that she's at this level of weakness.

"Sorry you had to go through that." Not enough to regret her decisions, though, but grief can be a heavy thing. It's also humbling to think of someone missing her that much. "You seem sober, though, so it must have been a brief insanity." Poking a little light fun at him now.

[tallasaking]

Tyrion takes her place on the console, a faint smirk touching his lips. "Well, I think you went through it worse than I did." Another chuckle. "I wasn't sober for long, honestly."

[kill_switch]

She reaches up to rub the back of her neck, feeling the old brand and frowning slightly.

"In the moment it was ... I was okay with it. My life at home, there were so many near-misses; I wasn't surprised that at some point the situation would be non-salvageable. Maybe a little surprised it hadn't happened sooner." She drops her hand into her lap and sighs, sagging back into the chair, "Coming back, though?" She rolls her head to look over at Tyrion. "That's a been a bitch." Even now she's bearing the symptoms of illness.

[tallasaking]

He looks at her for a long moment, before he nodded his head slowly. "... Yes. yes I can understand that all too well."

He tipped his head. "Is it selfish for me to say I am glad you survived, regardless?"

[kill_switch]

That drives her into a thoughtful silence. How many times had she wished people she'd lost were alive again? How glad had she been for that brief moment with Angharad, here? She chuckles, closes her eyes, and gives him a small smile.

"No, I think it's -- human nature." She looks back at him again, "I wouldn't wish the dead alive on my world, but then my world was a lot harder to live in than this; sometimes it's a release. It's a relief. Here, this?" She makes a small dismissive wave at her current condition, "It'll pass."

She hopes. She's not exactly sure on that point, though, but only time will tell.

[tallasaking]

He looks at her with her eyes closed, and thinks again how lucky he is that all his friends and crewmates are alive. And here, and all in one piece. That he'll never be idiotic enough not to know who was on his ship again. Human nature, human lives.

"As all things should, in time."

[kill_switch]

She could have let him know where she was, too. She'd intended to; but when Max had crashed and debris was landing all around them it seemed liked a far less urgent priority. Sorry, Tyrion.

"Should, keyword." Somethings never quite left you.

[tallasaking]

"Should should always be a keyword in this place." He answered quietly, looking out to the sky once more.

[kill_switch]

She chuckles lightly, "Yeah. That's the truth of this place."

Settling back in the chair, adjusting slightly to get comfortable, she'll lapse into easy silence with him and watch the stars go by, eventually drifting off into a light sleep.